Purple mist on the high-rise glass

Drips down

Like the sky got drunk on dusk

And forgot how to come back down

Street signs blur into violet halos

Strangers sway at the crosswalk line

Every heartbeat

Off by half a second from time

Got that purple mist fever

In my lungs

In my mouth

In my blood

Every cool clear sip

Turns thick and sweet like a flood

Taste of summer gone wrong

Rotten sugar on my tongue

Got that purple mist fever

And my bones wanna beat like a drum

Concrete smells like wildflower wine

Sidewalk cracks breathe slow

Traffic lights blink soft and slow-motion

Like they’re watching a show

First sip burns

Then it blossoms

Fermented honey down my throat (oh)

Every vertebra

Clicks into rhythm and hope

Got that purple mist fever

In my lungs

In my mouth

In my blood

Every cool clear sip

Turns thick and sweet like a flood

Taste of summer gone wrong

Rotten sugar on my tongue

Got that purple mist fever

And my bones wanna beat like a drum

My joints start humming

Like they know some secret song

Knees twitch

Hips itch

Every tendon tugging me along

Can’t sit still

Can’t stay sane

When your marrow aches

For a nameless refrain (hey!)

Got that purple mist fever

In my lungs

In my mouth

In my blood

Every cool clear sip

Turns thick and sweet like a flood

Taste of summer gone wrong

Rotten sugar on my tongue

Got that purple mist fever

And my bones wanna beat like a drum